Let Go

“No.” He grits out against my chest, rising up to bring us eye to eye. “Not yet. I’m not done enjoying the rest of you. I don’t want to rush. I want to feel it all with you.”

“It’s hard. I want you so much.”

His denial only makes my desire overflow and any worry about taking his thick cock inside me is quickly outweighed by my primal need to feel him.

I dig my hands into his forearms, desperate to pull him up and into me, but he retreats, moving his hips away from me, his mouth kissing and licking around my neck, down the center of my chest to my belly where he bites and marks me until I’m wound so tight the slightest contact on my clit will push me over.

Pushing my hips upward again, I’m unable to stop the rush, and he brings one hand to cover my mouth as the other wraps behind my neck, holding me as he moves upward again, taking complete control of my body under his.

He covers me completely, his massive body making me feel so small, and I’d do anything right now that he asks. Anything that he commands.

The stubble along his jaw scrapes the skin on my neck as I moan into the hand that covers my mouth. He rubs the length of his cock up and down against my soaking folds and I match his movements with my own, willing to draw out this tension that twists inside of me.

His scent consumes me as he moves harder and faster, teasing me with every inch of him. His teeth and lips ravage my neck as his erection slips up and down, faster and faster, pushing me so close I’m forced to arch my neck back and moan into his palm.

Having his hand over my mouth only makes me more crazed. As though I’m about to jump off a ledge into the unknown.

His lips leave my neck and the hand over my mouth eases down between our bodies, and I groan along with him as I feel the tip of his erection gently pressing at my entrance.

“I want this moment engrained in me for the rest of my life. I want so badly to fuck you hard and fast, Teah, but I want more to feel every moment. To remember every inch of you, how you feel as you take me inside. As I make you mine.”

As he speaks, he presses forward and his eyes remain fixed on mine. My skin feels like it’s on fire and a frenzy is already peaking inside of me.

He’s huge and even the first push inside me hurts, and I wonder if I’ll be able to take him. If I’ll be able to please him.

All I know, I don’t want this to end. Even if he tears me apart, I’m lost in this manic desire for a man I’ve only just met.

“Ow…” I can’t help the pleading sound in my voice.

“I’m sorry. You’re so fucking tight. I’m going as slow as I can. You feel so fucking good, Teah. It will hurt for a minute, but then it will get better, I promise. Thank you for giving me this. This part of you no one else will ever have.” His eyes close and I see the hard muscle of his jaw harden as he grits his teeth, trying to stay in control.

It’s hard to breathe as his lips come down to meet mine. His tongue slips inside as he presses further forward and I shift my hips to give him better access. His kiss is hard, possessive. His breathing stilted and warm as our tongues wrap together and I wince as he enters me further, sliding another few inches.

I’m full, stretched, torn, but his body is not even settled onto mine and I know there is more of him to take. The enormity of his body crashes over me as I realize I couldn’t get away if I tried. He is colossal, the solidness of his form pressing down on me turns me on more than it should. This feeling of helplessness under him pushes me closer to the edge.

This is all new, and for a split second I remember he is raw inside me. There is nothing between us. And that thought only sends me closer to my peak.

As if he’s read my mind, Lock breaks our kiss. Both of us are breathing hard but he stills his thrusts, a hand coming to grip my chin and forcing my eyes onto his.

“Are you ready for us, Teah? All of us? I’ve never touched a woman this way before, without anything between us. I wanted that with you. I saw it in my mind. Us. Together like this, I know it’s crazy. Probably wildly irresponsible. But it feels perfect. It feels right.”